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the fastest seeker 
It actually was getting boring. She shouldn't really have come that early! Like seriously she'd catch a cold or something. Especially that Dora's timings seemed so different than hers. Like did the girl meant to come after the match ended or something just to see who won? Or she probably was lost in one of her books. Should she go and pull her? But It was a long walk.
Oh company!
"Hey Mo," Cassia grinned at the fellow third-year. She didn't have to talk to herself and fiddle with her hoodies's straps now. "Of course not why would I mind," She waved her hand dismissively. She actually was about to go and annoy one of Hufflepuffs or just barge in their conversations. At least now she has her dignity. A wave..."How do we manage a wave?" Her imagination automatically started playing images of green waves. And herself being carried too. Though she didn't say that out loud. She'd sound weird and silly especially that she wasn't even a player.
Speaking of players. The snake glanced at the fields and grinned seeing her friends shooting up on their brooms. Let the stuff begin. Her eyes as usual followed the flying balls and then got bored and just kept glancing every now and then. Better keep listening to the commentary.
"They're doing well right," She said turning to Mo. He'd know better since he plays Quidditch and so. riiiiight.
"A wave? It's like this," Mo scooted back over to sit next to Cassia, grabbing up her hand in his so that when he stood and raised his arms into the air, Cassia would stand and raise hers as well. "And then the people sitting by you do it, and then the ones by them, all the way down. We make a human wave... for Slytherin, obviously."
Mo grinned and dropped back to his seat, turning his attention once again to the field. The Gryffindors were playing their hearts out, like always, but they were just outnumbered by the Slytherins, who were playing very well today too. "They're doing really well, yeah. Your Keeper is basically just a really pretty castle gate and moat. No one is getting past that." That... worst analogy ever.